The next day, Lin Yaohua and Zhang Aiming got up early in the morning and went to the cafeteria to find that the first place was finally occupied.

Qi Baozhu and Zhu Xiaobao were eating, holding buns in one hand and noodles in the other, they were very busy, and their mouths were full of oil.

The two made breakfast and sat next to Qi Baozhu, Lin Yaohua smiled and said to Qi Baozhu: "Baozhu, you got up really early!"

Seeing that Qi Baozhu wanted to get up and reply, he hurriedly said: "Don't talk, you can only speak after eating." The four of them stopped talking and finished their breakfast.

While washing the dishes, Lin Yaohua said to Qi Baozhu: "Do you have anything else to do today?

Zhang Aiming said proudly: "Yaohua is the most powerful in the second class, and this year will definitely be the first place, you all come to see and cheer for Yaohua." ”

"Uncle Li said that we have nothing to do now, just follow you to watch the martial arts competition, and only start learning martial arts after the Lantern Festival. ”

Qi Baozhu said happily: "Huashan is so good, I eat meat buns and noodles every day, and there is meat in my meals, I won't go back to Qi's house, I will stay in Huashan for the rest of my life." ”

Zhu Xiaobao nodded violently, both of them are children from poor families, and they can't believe that they can live such a life before a fool will leave!

When they arrived at the martial arts arena, Lin Yaohua arranged for the two of them to sit down, and then sat on the ground and began to carry the internal breath.

There were more and more people, and the martial arts arena began to be noisy again, Zhang Aiming couldn't sit still, ran to the uncle who was the referee to ask about the appearance, came back after a while, and said beside Lin Yaohua: "It's time to start the roll call, you are in the second game, I am in the third game, go quickly." ”

Lin Yaohua took the credit, opened his eyes and nodded, said hello to Qi Baozhu and the others, and walked to the field.

Lin Yaohua came to the second game, saluted Uncle Wang Yiwei, and learned that he was the first to play against Meng Xiaoming.

Lin Yaohua and a few senior brothers stood next to him and chatted, waiting for the competition to start, judging from the distribution of personnel in each venue, it was obvious that arrangements were intentionally made, and several strong martial arts were separated, only Sun Zhengyi and Chang Fengjiao were separated.

"Yaohua, I learned the Cloak Sword Technique, you have to be careful. ”

The white and tender Meng Xiaoming smiled beside him, he knew that Lin Yaohua was very strong, but he was also very confident in his new swordsmanship.

"Oh, this sword pharaoh is famous, so you need to see it well. Lin Yaohua replied with a smile, the relationship between the two is acceptable, and it can be regarded as a good conversation.

The children in each class practice together every day, and they all live together, and most of them have a good relationship, but they can be affected by factors such as different temperaments and personalities, whether they are in the same room, and so on.

After the head of the family came with a group of uncles, the competition was soon announced.

Lin Yaohua held a wooden sword and stood firmly in front of Meng Xiaoming, Meng Xiaoming posed in a pine welcome sword pose, and said with his chin: "Please advise senior brother." ”

"Senior brother is polite, please" Lin Yaohua also greeted the guests with a pine.

Meng Xiaoming's eyes narrowed, the tip of the sword flicked, and a white rainbow pierced the sun, stabbing sharply, Lin Yaohua stretched out his hand, and returned to remember Feng Laiyi, you come and go, after more than a dozen moves.

Both of them use Huashan swordsmanship, and they are both in the stage of drawing scoops according to the gourd, but they are both skillful, and as soon as the opponent's body moves, they know what move to use and where the attack point is, so they are naturally on guard, so they can't help each other.

Meng Xiaoming shouted: "Senior brother, be careful!"

Suddenly, he used the chaotic cloak swordsmanship, and the left sword after sword slashed wildly like a knife.

Lin Yaohua saw this kind of swordsmanship for the first time, he didn't dare to be careless, a sword was horizontal in front of him, although he was forced to be unable to fight back, but with solid basic skills, the long sword blocked the grid and cut down, and took all of Meng Xiaoming's offensive, and never gave in a step.

Waiting for Meng Xiaoming to use the third swordsmanship, Lin Yaohua already had an understanding of this swordsmanship, and saw the timing of his one-off split, suddenly held the sword with both hands, and with a forceful stroke, Meng Xiaoming's wooden sword was lifted high, and an arrow leaped out, and a long rainbow pierced Meng Xiaoming's chest.

Meng Xiaoming's long sword was raised high, and he didn't have time to put it away, so he could only watch the round wooden sword tip stop in front of his chest.

"Senior Brother Meng, admit it!" Lin Yaohua's sword stopped in Meng Xiaoming's chest, took it back, and said softly.

"Senior Brother Xie advised. Meng Xiaoming was a little frustrated, but he did not lose his etiquette, and returned the salute with a sword in both hands.

"Lin Yaohua wins!" Uncle Wang Yiwei announced loudly.

Qi Baozhu and the two of them have been watching this competition, seeing Lin Yaohua being beaten violently, they couldn't breathe with nervousness, and suddenly they had a big twist, and they won in the blink of an eye, and they didn't react for a while, until the victory was announced, the two of them woke up like a dream, and cheered loudly for Lin Yaohua, their palms were slapped red, and they were very excited, as if they had won.

After winning against Meng Xiaoming, the next few games were relatively easy, Lin Yaohua won several games in a row, and successfully won the first place in the third field, and will participate in the semifinals in the afternoon.

"It's amazing!

On the way back to the cafeteria to eat, Qi Baozhu circled around Lin Yaohua and couldn't stop praising him, this little brother has become the first idol in his life.

Zhang Aiming empathizes, helps blow a few words from time to time, and feels that it is really good to have a like-minded partner, although Lin Yaohua has a good temperament, but he has few words in his mouth, and sometimes he is inevitably boring.

In the afternoon, Lin Yaohua faced Yang Jian, Yang Jian smiled and said, "Yaohua, you didn't have a good time in the morning, right? Meng Xiaoming's messy cloak, I'm afraid you haven't even forced out your sixth-layer strength." ”

"I heard that you have also practiced a new set of swordsmanship? I was a little nervous in my heart, I was afraid that you would suddenly give me a hard blow. Lin Yaohua smiled and did not answer the rhetorical question.

"That's it, against your Senior Brother Lin, how ruthless you have to be,"

The more Yang Jian looked at Lin Yaohua, the more unpleasant he became, pretending to be pretentious, and actually deceived Aunt Ning to praise him, calm and promising.

Phew!

Loosely swayed and raised his hand, Yang Jian said casually: "Please ask Senior Brother Lin for advice." ”

Lin Yaohua was also not polite, and said solemnly: "Please." ”

Yang Jian smiled, lightly flashed to Lin Yaohua's left, and stabbed Lin Yaohua's left shoulder with a bang, Lin Yaohua's left leg withdrew, and he stretched out his sword to pick it up.

Without waiting for Lin Yaohua's sword to come, Yang Jian's body turned, returned to its original position, and stabbed at the armpit of Lin Yaohua's right arm, Lin Yaohua slashed down and slashed at Yang Jian's wrist holding the sword, Yang Jian's foot was wrong, flashed forward, and turned behind Lin Yaohua, and the tip of the sword crossed an arc, pointing at the back of Lin Yaohua's neck.

Lin Yaohua suddenly lost Yang Jian's shadow, feeling bad, subconsciously leaned forward and pushed his right hand back, Yang Jian didn't expect Lin Yaohua to react so quickly, and he could effectively counterattack when he dodged, so he had to take a slap and open Lin Yaohua's backhand sword, Lin Yaohua had already turned around and faced him head-on, the tip of the sword was dotted, covering him left and right.

It's a long story, but in fact, it's just a matter of an eye, Yang Jian moved like a rabbit, and made three consecutive shots, almost forcing Lin Yaohua into a dead end.

It's a pity!